Summer's here in San Francisco... time to get out the sweaters. In a fit of joie de vivre, we left the house in short sleeves and sandals, although we really should have known better. Running errands in the Richmond, we got hammered by the fog and we had to run not walk into My Tofu House for relief. As the name suggests, the specialty is soondubu chijae, spicy Korean tofu soup. We ordered the "regular" (pork and mushrooms), and the kimchi with pork. We cradled the tea in our hands and tried to convince ourselves that it was warming us up.
The food began arriving almost immediately - about 6 different panchan or side dishes, mostly crisp fresh vegetables such as bean sprouts, cucumbers. There was a nice dish of clams in gochujang (hot bean paste) over shredded cabbage that I hadn't tasted before. Rice came next, served in a stone pot, with 6 bright green peas carefully arranged in the center of the rice. The chigae arrived shortly thereafter - miniature cauldrons of demonic orange, bubbling tofu. Eggs were provided, which we cracked into the hot broth. I sort of expected that the eggs would float picturesquely on the top but mine sank into the inferno like a rock in quicksand. No matter, the fiery soup was just what we needed. Every spoonful of steaming hot meltingly soft tofu was fragrant with the fresh nutty scent of soybeans and infused with the rich spicy broth. We soon forgot all about the cold fog, as we got pleasantly sweaty. Towards the end of the meal, the waitress came around with a kettle of tea and poured it over the burned rice crust in the bottom of the stone pot. The nutty, smoky tea and rice made for a soothing finish to the meal.
My Tofu House
4627 Geary Blvd @11th